San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1887-01-24
CHAPTER XIII.

Lady 0rke had lett me very busy. L
had many letters to write; had several
gifts of food and clothing to send away,
some music and books to select, and /
promised, if possible, to visit a poor
woman who lay ill in one of the cot
tages outside WOodheaton. More work
was before me, L feared, than l could
get through, but began with a good
will. tried hard to keep my thoughts
from wandering, but they would stray
to Lady Severne. Why had she not
made one of the picnic party? She had
so often talked about st. Ninian's Alb
hey, and wished to see it. Why had
she remained at homer She could not
be ill, or we should have heard of it;
and remembered that Lord Severne
and Lady YOrke had spoken in anger
rather than in sorrow. 1t was perfectly
clear that there was a mystery, but
what the nature of it was / could not
imagine.
remember how calm the day was.
The sunshine was delightfully."- warm;
and, as the drOwsy, musical hum of the
bees as they worked busily fell upon
my ears, l thought of that beautiful
line
1.-The bee is betrothed to the broom
The birds were silent; there was but a
faint murmur of the wind; the house
was strangely still. Many of the serv-
ants had gone to the Abbey to be in at
tendance. l could hear quite plainly
the rush of the river in the distance,
and the tapping of leaves against the
window-glaSS. Once or twice | fancied
tnat neard most unusual sound
whether it was a laugh, scream, or q
moan, | could not tell, for it was gone
almost as soon as heard. went down
10 the library IN search OF something
thaC needed TOT my WTltlng. On tne
grand staircase | met Lady Severnes
mad, Martina Glyde, ana Ielt sure
thaC sne hau the Key OF bedroom IN
ner naiiu. Sie was taxing some peeI-
Tea, unoughC, upstairs, lot sne was
carrying covered Daslh. marina nau
always grim smile Ior me: was one
OF her 1aVorltes: stopped impulslVely.
How IS Lady Seyerne!" L asked;
ana the smlle uled IN moment; a
narq' cold, InpeheIraDle look came into
Ghe honesC lace. am sorry she ID Ill,
continued.
Sne Is not,-ll,D the woman was
going 10 say, am sure put she checK-
ed 9erselI ana S9DstiGute9 well
am sorry' 1 saiui Ior Know sne
wanted 10 see 81. Nihlahs. Nhat Is IL
-cQld OF heaqacheE r,.,,
must make haste, Ieplled marina,
ignoring my question; -her iadysnlp Is
Waltlng, ana she brushed past me
with far less ceremony than usual.
:,Good morning, mss, she ADDED; hast-
ny, as though she khe" she had peeh
abrupt. .s. L., s..,,
AN hour aIIerWards L naa nllsleu
my WrlIlilg anu peguI 70 PACK Ihe par
celS Oh clothes tnaS Lduy torhe nau
wished me 10 SEM away. MY I9olns
were IN the part OF tlle mouse calleu the
Queens wing" Lady Yorke's suite OF
aparInellCs Was III tne centre vi tLe
building; while the rooms set apart for
she guests were III tIle western lower.
some vi tile cIotnes 1 wahteu were III
one Oh Ine WaTuro9es III spare Ioon.
crossing the broad corrldors that leo 10
the western tower; was STRUCK py the
unusual silence. IheIe was no soun9
OF Vlsltors OF servants, put pIolounu
sIlilness-ho hurry Vi loo'sIeps
voices.
went 10 tne GeuaT-r9on, opened tn9
Warurope, lounu what l IequlIeu, anu
was on the point OF ,fe-closlng IL, Wnen
l heara souhu IhaI aiiiiosC lroze the
Dl00d IN my veins.
was II cry, a shriekE 1 couid not
teu-only IiaI IL was uhearthiy III lts
horror. L knew Dy the soun9 tnat IL
must nave come IRON Lazy oeVerne's
apartments: -
nan 1rantlc WIN rear, Ihe next MILL
ute was rapping at her door; .,,
nat Is the mater, Lazy oeVerneI
cried. Are you Ill! Are you hurtr'
Ihere was moment OF aeathly ST.
fence. turned Ihe handle OF Ihe door,
and found that IL was securely polted.
VINO Is thereF" Marina Glyde called
out;
IL is miss Ghester' What is the
natter? L replied.
''Nothing, was the curt reply;
But, Marina, heard Lazy SeVerne
scream; am sure she Is Ill. 10 let
me IN"
Inc next moment Marina had nan
opened the uoor, anu saw ner race; IL
was Wnlte anu angry ana alarmed.
MISS Ollesteri sue salu-alla the
eHort 10 speak calmly was great one
DO not Try 10 come IN, on VIII
only make Things worse; belIeVe me,
there is nothing tne matter; Lady Sc
Verne is OIteh hysIerlcal. one Is not Ill;
put she would De annoyed IL she khe"
you were mere.
went away; put retained my own
pellel tnat t1e scream l neaTu was not
hysIerlcal' Wohuereu IL MARKS Wlle
could DE madi DuI l was not aware
tnat people couiu oe MIA one Gay ana
sane tlle next: O. -,
Iounu tnat Lazy oeVerhe 9i9 not
ieaVe ner room that uay' nor dlu she
JON tRe 9lhnerIpdIty ~ the evening.
Lazy oLke aPologlzeIi loI ne[, Saying
tnaI sue hdu taken coiu thIougn pelng